Low Light, Voices, Peace

Sometimes the piano just feels the best.
Simple and slow like it's a good listener, like it's a good friend.
Humans can think worry equals preparation. I'm trying to learn. I want to be present. I want to stop defending all my "identities."
They are labels.
They are pennant flags let go in tall tall winds.
I am thankful.
I am humble.
For this moment.
Perhaps this is a new reality.
Perhaps there are more dimensions here.
Perhaps forgiveness abounds.

Be well.
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(words and image are original. image from nashville, 2017.)

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